The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-08-03
A Frenchman of Mobile.
from Horpor's Magazine for Au0lest.

uG DtChOtltu 10 "a greasy NOUS
Tackled Old Frenchman with q wooden leg
wearing a coat and high hat world too
big for him. What is your name, my good
fellOwE'
"Mosheer Dechire. drive all re stran-
gers who come to Mobile. Cargo, zare,n
waving his whip toward shabby open ba-
rouche. Yer sheap."
Lola nodded approval, and they all
crowded into it. No sooner had they stal t>d
than ''Mosheer turned sideways, abandon
| ing his horses to Providence, the most eager
| ciceroni.
II know Mobile, zare. Mobile knows De
chirc. trow in my lot here tirty year ago.
Via Government street, madame. Re most
grand boulevard in &c Souf, zey tell me.
We zall not drive zere now. Tonight you
zall sec u shell road. Ah-h. Eet you'd
zee dat shell road in dc old times! On zis
side de beautiful houses on re pleasure
grounds; on Eat, re bay; and going TO an
| fro, to an fro, 70 fine carriages fill WV
| lovely ladies an les messieurs on horseback.
And ah. re horses! Mobile have horses zen
zat ali re world know by name.n
| He stopped for them to see q famous grove
of huge live oaks draped with the trailing
| Spanish moss. They saw here, too, for the
| first time, the great green knobs of mistle-
| toe. white with waxen berries, high ON the
yet leatess tree.
on their left hand the waters of the bay
stretched, ripping and glittering, until they
| We're lost in low glverY mlstS; on the right
| lay plantations and dwellings, many of
which bore traces of Old magnifcence.
| Mosheer scrambled zoalously up ana down,
| bringing the ladies lunches of moss, of scar
| let berries, of the brown seed-vessels of the
| burr-tree. He overheard Mrs. Ely's re-
mark that little care would make comfort
able dwellings of some neglected houses.
"Ah, madame" he cried, you zall see
no such grand mansions in re Norf! Mobile
vas gay, rich, happy city, but re var took
her by re troat. She begins but TO breathe
again. She have many rich men who push
heg on an on. Ze young men icy viii make
great harbor, great railroads; Fey want to
hear no more OF re Yar'-shrugging his
shoulders
Did you take any part in the war"
asked Mrs. Ely.
"Oui madame. A little Yonder"-point-
ipg with his whip-'jus' under Eat speek of
cloud, work forty days at re cartvorks at
Fort Powell. leave my shop. Madame
Dechire, and re leetle children zey have
small portion to eat zose days, vas shoe
maker by trade, Mais que voulez-vous' l
vas mad, aussi. Ali every day We work.,
fort! He had stopped the horses by this
time, and was gesticulating toward the bay
from his high seat, his flabby face distorted
with excitement. You see, Zare! you see,
madame. zat black line in re mist is &c is
| land, Dauphin. Jus where point my fin
ger is Fort Morgan, Won great fort, many
| guns At Eat side, is Fort Gaines. Up re
| bay-ah, it vas Won day in August, YER hot
up re bay come re Yankee fleet, two by
| two, dashed togezzer like Won pack of
| hounds Close TO re shore vas 70 great
| Monitors, re Tecumseh in front"
"The Tecumsehn exclaimed Mr. Ely.
| INV dear, was not George on the Tecum-
sehl A lad of whom we were very fond"
| he exclaimed to the aior-"an orphan. the
son of dear friend. But go on, my good
man; go on"
"Here," continued Mosheer, "vas Admiral
| Buchanan and our feet. Under 70 water
Jus in 70 path of re Monitors vas 70 torpe-
does"
"Just in the path of tho Monitors" whis-
perel the old clergyman. nervously, turn
ing his SAGE away quicklr from them toward
the bay reddoning now III the low peaceful
light.
fsYos. zare," eagerly responded Mosheer.
"Ah-h il is very clean water now, you tinkS
Noting in il but 70 fish! Look, Zare; look,
madame. Jus where point, your Tecum-
sch struck a t0r,)cdo an vent downtown!
I SEQ 70 water boil an choke; Eat il all.
Presently it rush over an lie smooth again.
Zo great Monitor gone, like pebble sunk
The old Clergyman did not answer; his
ewes were fixed on the ripping, smiling
water. His wife, who was less cxcitable,
slid her hand under her shawl, unseen, into
his and pressed it, ,o
"And that" she whispered, lis poor
Georges grave. ,,
The Major raised his hat There were
brave men buried there that day, he said,
gently. NV,
Mosher broke the silence. Wonder our
admiral attacked Farragut Ze bay vas
black viz 20 smoke an ze roar OF 70 cannon,
An' in 70 middle OF it 70 Yankee creep in
in ON Dauphin Island. Velr-with shrug,
patherjng M his rcins-' re end had come!
In four DAYS Fort Powell vas blown away
AM our eatvorks-all gone. Mon Dieu!
how my back did ache building zoSo cart
works! All gomez ,,.,..
"Then, / suppose, said Lola, indignantly,
Hvou gave up the cause and went back to
your shoemaldngp .r
"No.n with a sheepish grin. 81 vos in
bosnital lose my life for dem eartvorks.
Madam Dechire ct les petites zey .vor hum
oi.v many days Mais que voulez Vouzs
Every man had his trouble. i no worse Fan
% odersn REBEccA HARDING DAVIS.
A Small Leak
win sink a great ship; and what at first APP